"Mr. Wang? How are you here?"
"The Tang Family called me over to treat their eldest son!"
"Eldest son? The eldest son you are referring to, could it be Tang Family’s eldest son Tang Zhiyang?" Lien Wenhe said with a grim face, "What illness did he contract? Is it that serious?"
Shao also worriedly said, "Yes, today is supposed to be his joyous wedding day with my daughter. What exactly happened? We hadn’t heard anything about him being sick before?"
Mr. Wang widened his eyes, looking at them with a strange expression, "The wedding? He fell off a horse and got trampled, breaking his spine and becoming paralyzed on the spot, unable to move anything except his head. When I examined him, I clearly informed them that only a deity could possibly heal such a disability, and he couldn’t take such a blow, so... he bit his tongue and took his life, desperately wanting to die and couldn’t be saved. He’s already dead, so how could there still be a wedding?"
Lien Wenhe and Shao exchanged glances, both seeing the shock in the other’s eyes.
"That’s impossible. If the eldest son is dead, why wouldn’t the Tang Family disclose it, and why insist on holding the wedding as planned?" Shao’s body wobbled, almost unable to bear the shock, and she was supported by Lien Yanran and Lien Wenhe.
"Mr. Wang, are you certain that Tang Zhiyang is dead?" Xie Jiuxiao frowned and asked sharply.
Mr. Wang was almost in tears, "I’m certain, Your Highness. How would I dare to utter nonsense? After the death of Tang Zhiyang, Ms Tang couldn’t accept it and ordered the servants to lock me up. I barely managed to sneak out when there were no guards, and that’s how I met you."
Xie Jiuxiao pondered, "It seems that the Tang Mansion doesn’t want news of Tang Zhiyang’s death to spread and wants to proceed with the marriage contract, which is why they confined Mr. Wang in the Tang Mansion."
Lien Wenhe said angrily, "With Tang Zhiyang deceased, we, the Lien Family, as family friends, are naturally deeply saddened. But why do they persist in this deception and continue with the marriage contract? With him dead, who is Zhiyuan supposed to marry?"
Shao mumbled, "The one who came to pick her up is likely Tang Zhishuo."
"But the person they want Lien Zhiyuan to marry isn’t Tang Zhishuo." Yu Nianzhao casually discarded the torn talisman, "They want Lien Zhiyuan to marry Tang Zhiyang!"
Lien Yanran covered her mouth in shock, "What? But isn’t he already dead? How can my elder sister marry him? Marry a dead person?"
"Exactly! Otherwise, what’s the sealing talisman for?" Yu Nianzhao said, "A few days ago, I saw Lien Zhiyuan, and her face showed signs of death. On the wedding day, it was supposed to be her doom, but I didn’t expect that this doom would be a ghost marriage!"
Shao gasped, "I seem to have heard of such customs. When someone dies unmarried, fearing they’ll be alone, they find another deceased for a ghost marriage. But Zhiyuan is still alive."
Yu Nianzhao had already walked to the door and turned back with a light laugh, "It’s hard to resurrect the dead, but it’s quite simple to kill the living."
With that, she kicked the main gate of the Tang Mansion.
With immense force, she kicked open the door.
An eerie wind swept in, and a ghostly aura flooded the surroundings, with no one in sight.
"Do they plan to kill Zhiyuan to marry her to the deceased Tang Zhiyang?"
Shao covered her lips in helpless sobs, "What kind of vicious person would treat our Zhiyuan ?"
Lien Wenhe said with a grim face, "Let’s go in and bring Zhiyuan home!"
"Yes, quickly get inside and save Zhiyuan."
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As soon as they entered, the door behind them automatically shut.
They heard sobbing ghosts around them, and the ghostly atmosphere sent chills through one’s heart.
"Just how many ghosts have gathered here?"
Xie Jiuxiao felt colder. They, as ordinary people, couldn’t see ghosts, yet now Xie Jiuxiao could faintly see ghost shadows nearby.
The ghost shadows seemed attracted to him, involuntarily drifting towards him, trying to approach him.
If not for Yu Nianzhao’s talismans blocking them, they might have already tried to possess Xie Jiuxiao’s body.
The Evil Qi within him was truly enticing for fierce ghosts.
A hand reached over and held his hand.
The warm temperature dissipated the coldness from his body. Xie Jiuxiao exhaled a turbid breath and turned to see Yu Nianzhao’s worried eyes.
"Are you alright? It must be the color of the talisman I gave you fading again. The time my talismans last on you is getting shorter, and this isn’t a good sign. The Taiyin Evil in you is indeed recurring, getting stronger and stronger."
Yu Nianzhao pressed her red lips together, worry in her eyes.
Xie Jiuxiao smiled lightly, squeezing her small hand, "It’s fine. With you here, nothing will happen to me."
Yu Nianzhao shook her head and sighed, "It’s good you trust me so much, well, given how good you are, I indeed won’t let anything happen to you."
Luckily, she absorbed incense, and her Divine Power was slowly recovering.
"Cousin Zhaozhao and the Prince truly have a good relationship."
Trailing behind them, Lien Yanran glanced at their joined hands, unsure if she felt envy or worry.
Shao’s mind was entirely focused on the missing Lien Zhiyuan, at this moment couldn’t bother with Yu Nianzhao.
"The rite has been completed!"
As they reached the main hall, a sharp voice rang out.
"Tsk, blame that old fossil at the Lien Mansion gate, wasting time. Their process is already more than halfway through, the ghost marriage ceremony has ended." Yu Nianzhao calculated with a finger.
The main hall was draped with white streamers and white lanterns, more eerily, the lanterns bore the word ’Joy’ instead of ’Ghost’.
In the center stood a large coffin, with sacrificial items displayed on a table in front, a Daoist was performing a ritual, and the Tang Family members were all standing in front.
"Since the rite is complete, quickly proceed with the burial." The Daoist waved his horsetail whisk, drawing a talisman on the coffin, ordering.
"Yes, as the Daoist commands." Mrs. Tang, with tears in her eyes, urgently said, "My son’s wish has been fulfilled, quickly let him rest in peace."
Lien Wenhe and his group charged in front of them, seething with anger, "A fine Tang Family, a fine in-law, is this how you treat the Lien Family? Where is my daughter Lien Zhiyuan? Where have you hidden her? Quickly bring her out, or don’t blame me for being rude!"